Broke a personal record this week...

Tuesday- 8 miles w/ 20lb weight
Wednesday- 5 miles
Friday- 12 miles w/ 25lb weight
Total: 25 miles

BEYOTCH!!

The only thing that sucks... near the 20th mile, I started to get a sharp pain starting from the bottom outside of my foot, to the ankle, and behind the ankle bump.  I could climb rocks and hills fine, but once I got onto even ground, and put pressure evenly on my foot, my foot would shoot pain.

I remembered in Anatomy, learning about the muscle and tendon that wraps around the foot, and is what turns the foot outwards, and my best guess was that I had strained that muscle.

So I slowly made it home, trying not to complain too much, and made it to the doctors the next evening, after work (retail... frick...).  The diagnosis, Peroneal Tendonitis.... just what I had thought.  So now I am in this magic boot until the pain subsides, and I have to rest from hiking. :/

Why?!  I looked it up, and others with the same problem express the same frustrations, so at least I know I am not alone.

Here are some pics from the hikes at least :)

Personal space

My ethnographic researcher side coming out again....

While in NYC, and Boston, I noticed that the concept of personal space, in comparison to that of LA, or the whole of California, was so much smaller.  Strangers shared tables at coffee shops, squeezed into corners, and actually sat next to each other on the public transportation. In Cali, I was taught to keep a much wider radius around me, and find whole tables that were free, and rows in buses and such that were completely empty.  I am not sure why people insist on keeping so separate here... 

So I do my homework in Starbucks often, and while I am sitting at a table, I often notice that other students come in looking for a spot, only to have to turn around and go home.  Many times that has been me.  I am a bit more persistent, though,  and will wait for an opening... and at times I have been tempted to ask for a spot at a table.  So I thought to myself, that if I ever get the opportunity to offer a spot at my table to someone, I would do.

Today, I got my chance.  It is a Sunday afternoon, and the tables are full of students, workers, and laptops.  One man came in with a laptop in his hand, and some books... There were no seats, and so I offered him a seat at my table (its actually Starbucks' table really), and he took it.  So I scooted my stuff over, he sat down... and that's it really.  Not a big deal, for me, but he got a spot, in the AC, and with a coffee.  

Maybe I am starting a sharing revolution here in Cali, one coffee shop seat at a time... probably not.